I have begun many things.
Finished a few.
Achieved excellence in some.
I have been many different things, to many different people.
But in this photo I saw myself again.
My reflection on the side of an old furnace pipe at Sloss Furnaces in Birmingham, AL. In this broken down place, where fire once blazed.
In Birmingham, AL, where I went to visit a person, who has since disappeared from my life. I thought that he was beautiful. What I saw in him I wanted but he didn’t want me.
Somehow, through his rejection, I found true virtue in myself.
My image seems dark and disturbing, yet the light seems to bleed redemption over the darkness.
In the old furnaces at Sloss.